Their bodies move together in perfect rhythm, pushing each other higher and higher toward the edge of pleasure. Sarina grips his shoulders tightly as she rides Jannik, their skin slick with sweat and desire. She can feel herself growing closer to the brink, her orgasm building inside her like a runaway train.

With a final cry of release, she arches her back, throwing her head back as waves of pleasure wash over her.

As the last tremors of ecstasy fade away, Sarina collapses onto Jannik's chest, panting and spent. For a moment, they just lie there together, their hearts racing in unison. The world around them feels far away, as if they are the only two people left in it.

She looks up at him, her eyes searching his face for some sign of hope or reassurance. Jannik meets her gaze with equal intensity, and for a brief moment, she thinks maybe everything will be all right...